[IC] Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve realized now that air travel was now the popular way of travel, so as she kept talking about going on a boat, he looked down at his shoes, a bit embarrassed... Still she didn't seem to know exactly who Steve Rogers was, and that made him feel better in a way... She liked Steve Rogers, and not the legendary super soldier. The rest of time up there was fun, with small talk, smiles, and Steve attempting to not screw anything up. So far, he had to pat himself on the back though. She wasn't making any excuses on leaving. No awkward silences... Was he in a dream? "I hidden gem in the huge city... well, not really hidden. just a different point of view." Steve said softly.

Now it was time to go. He wanted to take her hand on the small staircase, and make an excuse of not wanting to lose her in the crowd... He bet her hand was warm, soft, and would feel pretty great in his hand... But he was helpless. And he didn't know if she ever wanted to do that. He was patient. A gentleman. He didn't plan on hurting her, or making her rush in to anything. It was her first day here, and he really didn't want to be the creep.

She asked the question of how many times he's been here. As they reached the bottom, he tried his best to not look awkward as he hurried in front of her to open the main doors for her yet again. "I went here a couple times... My friend Bucky-- His name is James Buchanan Barnes, but he always preferred to go by Bucky--" he added, kicking himself for adding that awkward part. "We would go up here sometimes to think. He knew a guy who used to work here and he let us in after hours. Looks even better at night... But no, you're the firs person I brought up there." Steve said with a sheepish smile.

As they got back on the ferry he was looking forward to having Sharon holding on to him, and the apple pie that Sharon was willing to make him.

[EasilyAmused]

It was adorable that he would jump in front of her to open a door; it meant a lot for her that he would do something like that for her. It was the old gentleman actions meant a lot in this day and age, she couldn’t be any happier that she was being out and about with that someone like that. A small sigh left her as she stepped past him and out into the breezy weather. She pulled her jacket together and zipped it up to protect herself from the wind around the little island. “He sounds like a nice guy and that’s very neat that you got to come up here after hours. I bet it looks amazing at night.”

A small smile moved across her lips as she blushed moving her face away from him. “I’m glad that I could be the first.” Following him towards the fairy talking about random things and laughing together. Could this afternoon get any better? “So I did think of some heavy lifting for you to do, it would require us to make a trip to the grocery store and you’d have to carry it all the way up the stairs to my apartment. Especially if you could carry it into the house; I mean it could be very heavy that if you left it at the door I couldn’t get it any further.” Her voice was innocent and playful as if she was begging for it.

Though an issue occurred as they started towards the fairy, the massive group that had joined on the ride there was loading up on the way back and in the rush for people to not miss the fairy, she kept finding someone stepping between her and Steve. It took a moment before someone moved out of the way and Sharon slipped into the small opening, taking her hands and placing one into his and the other one his bicep. “We keep getting suppurated. I hope that’s okay.” It wasn’t long before her small body started to get knocked around and she clung to Steve as they followed the group onto the fairy.

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve smiled when he heard her bring up the heavy lifting. "Something at the grocery store, eh? I think I can handle it..." Steve couldn't help but accept it. She could have asked him to carry around a bag of dog droppings, and he'd do it in a heartbeat... Steve noticed the crowd wasn't being too pleasant. They kept separating him and his date, but that was soon changed when Sharon stepped up and put her small hand in his larger one. It was better than he imagined. It was soft, yet strong, and warm... and her other arm on his bicep was electrifying. "N-no... I...don't... I don't mind at all." Steve managed to say to her, looking down at her, giving a smile. As they kept walking people kept bumping in to him and Sharon. he didn't care that people ran in to him, but he found it very rude and frustrating that people did that to Sharon. "Hey, buddy. Show the woman some respect, will ya?" Steve said rather offensively to a guy who charged through the crowd to get a good seat, his Brooklyn accent kicking in.

The man rolled his eyes. "Get over it, pal. Its New York." He said as if that was a justified answer. "Punk..." Steve muttered, pulling Sharon a bit closer so the chances of her being ran in to slimmed. Once on the ferry, Steve kept his hand covering hers, using the excuse that he didn't want to lose her in the crowd, and he really didn't want to encounter another jerk like before. New York was much a different place now...

[EasilyAmused]

Sharon could feel his muscles tensing when she touched his bicep; holy mother of god this man was built like a brick house yet spoke as sweet and tender as a meek shy boy. What an interesting combination. Her mind was racing before it pulled to a halt. What if he was tensing because he didn’t like that she did it?! Her brain suddenly went into panic/embarrassment mode before he began to speak. The mode was shut off as quickly as it turned on when he stumbled over his words much like he had done yesterday in her living room. He really was like a new born horse learning how to walk and what was even more humorous is that he was acting like he had never been out with a woman before. Humorous and adorable.

The poor small girl was getting pushed around rather roughly today and she couldn’t roundhouse kick someone in the head or that would draw some very unnecessary looks and probably a large amount of questions from Steve on how she was able to do something like that. When one man hit her, she actually stumbled and turned in his direction to yell at him only to have Steve lecture him from over her shoulder. Surprise flew over her face as she slowly turned to look at Steve as he muttered ‘punk’ under his breath. It was amazing to have someone be a gentleman in this day and age, is was astounding to find someone so good looking but it was even more shocking to find someone who would actually stand up for what they believed was right. The surprised look was wiped away by a bright bigger-than-life smile as she laced her fingers in with his and gripped his bicep playfully. “I like you!”

With the fairy squished with people, Sharon and Steve were forced to stay close to each other but she was FAR from complaining. The scent of his cologne, the gentle feeling of his large rough hand holding her small one and the small conversations filled with laughter and joy, they could be on an empty fairy and she’d much prefer to be this close. As the fairy docked she came the realization that she might have to let go of his hand, and this was something she didn’t like the idea of until they reached his bike. When filing off of the fairy, she felt her position and even as the people fanned out to their own destinations, she kept her hand in his hand her other hand on his bicep not making any mention of the fact that the space cleared. Can you blame her? No, no you can’t.

[Jones Sparrow]

I like you? Did she say that? Sure he got that a lot, being America's icon... but this wasn't the same! And as she squeezed his arm he had to stop himself from staring. He didn't mind one bit that she now laced her fingers with his, or that she was so close that he could smell her sweet perfume, or she was smiling and seemed happy... He saw looks of awe and envy on the ferry. People seemed to think that they were cute together, and he would agree with them... but this was just a date... He didn't want to set anything in stone only because he didn't want to rush this... and he felt a small bit of guilt. He could still see Peggy Carter's stern stare, then see it turn in to a smile (which was rare when she was working)... but this whole thing of him being in this world now was to move on, right?

The boat ride was short for his liking, and he only hoped that he could hold her hand for as long as possible. he didn't want it to be awkward though... but it wasn't. He didn't feel awkward, or someone who was being treated like a king. For once since he was unfrozen, he felt comfortable.

Steve and Sharon eventually made it back to his bike. the temperature seemed to not be letting up... "Alright. Next stop: the grocery store." Steve stated with a smile, handing her the helmet once more, and climbing on to the bike, waiting for her arms to reach around his torso again before taking off.

[EasilyAmused]

It had been a long time since Sharon had been this happy and this content. The last time she remembered this happiness was visiting her aunt in the hospital. Her aunt just filled her head with stories from her experiences in life which was beautiful and inspiring and helped her get through a rough time in her life. Her aunt was a wonderful person and had an upbeat personality that helped Sharon find hers that she was showing now. If it wasn’t for her aunt, she would not be the person she was today; not at all. Thank you Aunt Peggy and bless your passed soul.

The walk to the bike was nice and the fact that he didn’t push her away was even more enjoyable. She fought back the urge to lay her head on his shoulder; she didn’t want to push anything since it was their first date… wait, would this be their only date? Or would they have more? Oh please oh please let there be more! The few glances she got seemed to be a mix of envious girls and couples who thought they were cute. Yes, they were cute together; she thought so too and there was no need for jealousy, she just happened to be with the best guy in New York City… okay maybe that would be something to be jealous over.

A small laugh escaped her as she took the helmet from Steve and strapped it onto her head once again. “Off we go!” She said in a cheery voice as she climbed onto the back of his bike and wrapped her small arms around his waist as they took off.

The trip to the grocery store near their apartment complex was a short one but a nice one none the less. She felt less awkward being close to him after the ferry ride so she was able to lean up comfortable against him as they rode but when they arrived she pulled his helmet off of her head and climbed off the bike, much less wobbly this time. And this time when she took his hand she was very hesitant on letting it go. Would he be okay with holding her hand through the grocery store or would that be awkward for him? Last time they had a reason to, they needed to not lose each other in the crowd but this time they didn’t have an excuse. She left her hand in his for a moment as she turned her gaze up to meet his. “Shall we?” Giving him the choice to let her hand go or not.

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve parked the bike right outside the grocery store, easy walking distance from their apartments. He climbed off the bike, and offered his hand once again to the beautiful blonde. she took it to his liking, and even more to his liking she kept her hand in his... There's no large crowd, no scary looking men around... He gently tightened his hold on her hand, giving a small smile. "Let's go." Steve confirmed. Together they walked in to the store.

He looked around to see the store wasn't as crowded, and the radio was playing softly through the aisles. "alright.... Lets see... apples would be in...." Steve trailed off, looking at the aisle description above their heads.... He trailed off a bit more than usual as he noticed just how close Sharon was to him, the smell of her perfume still intoxicating, and the feeling of her warm hand in his made him think of nothing but that. "Produce aisle.... right...." he finally said with a nod. As they made their way to the fruits, Steve's attention turned to the radio. It was no longer playing music.

"It has been 6 months since the super hero group 'The Avengers' saved this very city from an unbelievable foe. And as the city remembers them with merchandise and unlimited amount of praise, where are they now?" The announcer kept talking about how Tony Stark seemed to be the only one seen active now. he laughed a bit, knowing it was true. He loved the camera, just like his father. Then they speculated on where the others went. And the rumors that the living legend Captain America was living here in New York... if only they knew.

Steve lead them to the fruits on the stand, and the nice red apples in front of them. "So what type of apples does this 'best apple pie' call for?" Steve asked with a smile, still not wanting to let go of her hand but knowing that he will soon enough so she can pick whichever apples she needs.

[EasilyAmused]

Sharon loved the idea of walking hand and hand with him and when he didn’t let her hand go, her heart pounded in her chest. Returning the tightness she slipped her fingers into his and the two ventured into the grocery store.

She kept the space between the two of them as minimal as possible. His cologne was soft and nice, inviting almost and even though he had a large amount of strength, he still held her hand like she was a delicate flower needing to be handled with the utmost care. How many women actually got treated like this? Much less in New York City, none; she was a, no, thee lucky one. “Yes produce alley.” She repeated with a smile, though she wasn’t all too excited that they had figured that out so quickly; she wouldn’t mind staring up at the signs feeling his presence next to her for however long it took.

Arriving at the stand she ignored the radio announcer. She didn’t like to think of Tony Stark since she knew the billionaire first hand. Flirty weirdo who knows ‘everything’. She’d much rather meet… “Living legend Captain America has been rumored to live in New York City of all places. Where? We don’t know, why? No clue either but what we do know is that he’s close to us, ever watchful to make sure we are taken care of. His pride of America is all inspiring and we can only hope that we can make America something he is proud to fight for.” A small smile moved across her lips, her actions had stopped as she listened to them talk about Captain America. She hoped that her dedication to her country would be enough to make him proud. Plus it was hard to believe he wouldn’t have his own island somewhere or a penthouse in the middle of down town NYC. He could be anywhere, live anywhere and be with anyone. Would he… would he ever been interested in talking with someone like her?

“Okay.” She said playfully, finally thinking of a reason not to let go of his hand. “Let’s see how strong you are single handed.” A small laugh left her as she reached up and pulled the bag from the little container. Sticking her fingers inside, she gave it a small flick, the air flying into it and spreading out the bag. Then she handed it to him and began to pick up the fresh red apples. “My family’s receipt has two. Sometimes sweet apples are used and sometimes sour apples are used. Considering I’m going to make it for someone sweet I think it only made sense to use sweet apples.” Her blue gaze flicked up to him as she placed an apple into the bag wondering if he’d catch on that she was talking about him.

Five apples into the bag she nodded. “That should do it!” Her bright voice rang around them as they started towards the checkout stand. The two older women in front of them where flipping through a gossip magazine and talking about Tony. “He’s so handsome!”, “Not as good looking as his father but he’s getting there.”, “At least he’s smart too.”, “I bet he’s got just as much of a charming personality as his father.”, “I wonder if he has a sweet side that no one gets to see, don’t most guys have that.”, “Well young women these days are attracted to arrogant men, it’s a gem to find a young men with manners these days much less a woman who’s looking for one with manners. That in itself is a mixture for happiness.” The two women nodded in agreement as they stepped forward purchasing their items, including the magazine with a large photo of Tony flashing that award winning smile.

Sharon couldn’t help but smile and gave Steve’s hand a small squeeze before she leaned into him resting her head gently against his shoulder. She couldn’t help it! What the women said made her happy, yes, she had a good, no great, guy with her and even if it was just for today and that ended everything; she was happy she had it.

[Jones Sparrow]

"The sweeter the better." Steve nodded in agreement, and laughing at her mighty challenge for him. He was glad that her hand was still in his. His first official date was turning out much better than he expected. Spending the day with a beautiful woman, seeing his city, and now an apple pie is going to be made! He walked with her to the check out line, and he couldn't help but listen in to the conversation the two older women were having. He couldn't help but give a very soft laugh, shaking his head. "He's a spitting image of his father..." He muttered, not really intending it to be for anyone. Howard Stark was one of the minds that helped with the Super Soldier Serum. He funded it. He also had a very fun time flirting with Peggy in front of him (He was very confused on what Fondue was and meant back then). but like his son, he could be obnoxious, and arrogant, but they both want the world to be a safe place. Howard Stark also co-founded S.H.I.E.L.D. with Peggy, and Colonel Chester Phillips.

From what he knew, he also was in charge for trying to find Steve's body, but only found the thing that would inevitably start the Battle of New York. As the women finished their conversation Steve felt another new sensation on his arm. Sharon's head rested gently on him. Steve understood what it meant... she was happy, and to be honest, he was beyond happy himself.

As they were up next, the old woman at the counter when wide eyed. "Steven!" She said with a smile. "I haven't seen you in a while, dear!" The old woman was the owner of the store. When he first moved in to his apartment he came her to get some things, just in time to see a robber holding her a gunpoint. Needless to say, The crook was knocked out cold, and the Mrs. Ramero was very very thankful. "How're you doing, Miss Ramero? Yeah, just got back in to town yesterday... You alright? No one's been giving you trouble?" he asked, taking out his wallet to pay for the apples.

"No need to pay, they're on the house... And no trouble, the whole neighborhood seems to know not to dare do anything suspicious because of you. Its like they think you're a super hero or something." She said with a laugh. if only everyone knew... "Thank you very much. Although I might come back later some time this week. I got rotten food in the fridge, its been a while since I've been home..." He said kinda embarrassed that Sharon overheard that part. "Oh, and Mrs Ramero, this is Sharon Carter, who just moved to New York. Miss Carter, this is Mrs. Valarie Ramero, local store owner."

They had a small conversation before Steve and Sharon made their way out. She could have talked for hours, and he didn't want to waste any time for that Apple pie, and spending time with Sharon! "She's a nice lady. Helped her with a robber a couple months back." He explained as he once again handed her the helmet, got on the bike, and once she was nice and close, he made the short trip to their apartments.

[EasilyAmused]

Had Sharon been with anyone but Steve, she probably would have jumped; ready to kick the person’s butt who yelled at them. Come on, with her job can you blame her for being on edge? No no you can’t. The old woman behind the counter seemed very excited to see Steve and proceeded to hold a conversation with him. Sharon’s head moved back and forth watching the two talk, just smiling the whole time. She liked a guy who could be social and since he had difficulty talking to her yesterday, she wasn’t sure exactly how social he was.

She couldn’t imagine Steve being a super hero but at the same time, she could. It’s too bad S.H.I.E.L.D. wanting him to be watched, maybe they were trying to determine if he would make a good addition to the business. If she had her say, he would be hired in a heartbeat, in her department, working with her, and her only. Okay so many she was being a bit greedy but can you blame her? When Steve said he had rotten food in his friend her head turned to look up at him. Geeze how long does his job have him gone?

“A pleasure to meet you Miss Ramero.” Sharon said lightly as she gave the woman a bright happy smile. She hadn’t been this happy in a while and held a small conversation with the woman and told her thank you for the apples. Soon they were on the back of his bike and taking the short drive back to the apartment complex.

Again he offered her his hand as she climbed on the bike and she took it even though it wasn’t needed. Sliding her fingers into his the two started up the stairs keeping the conversation light and fun until they reached her door. Reaching into her small purse she pulled out her keys and stuck it into the door. “It looks a bit better than yesterday if I do say so myself.” She said with a small laugh as she unlocked the door and stepped inside, slipping her shoes off. Her Apartment finally felt like an apartment to her and she let out a small sigh, placing her purse down on the end table near the wall. “Come on in, make yourself at home while I start making the dessert… if you want to stick around that is, I don’t want to take up too much of your time.”

With that she started into the kitchen and began pulling out the ingredients that she would need in order to make the dessert. “Or if you want,” She called out knowing he’d follow her into the kitchen to bring in the apples since she had let go of his hand. “You can help me by cutting up the apples.”

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve hand instantly locked around Sharon's as they climbed the stairs to her apartment. When she unlocked the door, Steve was impressed on how quickly she set up her apartment. "wow... looks very nice." Steve said with a nod, looking at the place before turning his attention back to the blonde. He walked in to the kitchen, letting her get out the ingredients before placing the apples on the counter. "I'd be happy to help. I didn't drag this back all the way upstairs to leave you to it." Steve said, picking up a knife, and with her instructions, started to cut the apples. he was used to a combat knife, not a kitchen one... he also wasn't known for being a chef either. he was excited for the pie, but more excited that he was spending more time with Sharon... He didn't know how much longer his break from S.H.I.E.L.D. will be, so he wanted to spend most of the time with her before he left for god knows how long.

"so, not a bad first day in New York?" He asked, hoping she enjoyed spending the day with him, even with the bad weather and rather rude New Yorkers.

[EasilyAmused]

"It turned out alright." Sharon said with a laugh as she pulled out a mixing bowl and an old hand held mixer. "Everything fell into place yesterday as I started putting things where I wanted them and I just couldn't stop." She felt good designing her place. It was simple and calm but welcoming at the same time and that's what she wanted the most. Especially if she could welcome Steve over more and more.

She began to work on the dough as she added the ingredients in from the memorized recipe in her head. "Not a bad day at all. I did spend it with this really nice guy who seems to be a gentleman in a world full of jerks so I'd have to say the day just continued to get better and better. You know what he did for me? He carried a bag of apples up the stairs. Those are so heavy I can't imagine how his back is feeling but I'm very grateful." Her cheeky playful ways were showing again as she started the mixer making the crust for the pie. "Just don't pull a me and touch the oven while it's hot. I've burnt myself numerous times and blame it on my blonde hair but at least I've learned." Okay maybe that wasn't completely true. She did burn herself on the oven once but as Agent 13, she had dealt with a lot of fires and explosions that had her burned on multiple ocassions. So it wasn't actually a lie... Right?

"So the pie will take about two hours to cook and a half hour to cool. Is there anything you want to do? Do I need to let you leave at all?" Yes this was his chance to run away if he wanted to. Though she hoped and prayed he didn't.

[Jones Sparrow]

"Well I'm glad I got to spend a day with a very fun and nice and..." He paused for a second with a nod "pretty girl who seems to like the old style traditions that I sometimes awkwardly showed." Steve glanced over at her with a smile. "Thanks for the date." He flat out said it. He didn't him asking her out yesterday was not very smooth, but he was very glad she agreed.

"Two hours to kill?" Steve asked. He didn't want to leave her... Especially after the day they had and the hand holding... "I know this sounds a bit embarrassing but.... I've never fully seen any of the Star Wars... And I am completely lost in the story line." Steve said with a shrug and weak smile. It was the only thing he could think of right now. They deserved to lay back and sit, right?

[EasilyAmused]

When he called her pretty her whole face turned red in a blush as she but the corner of her lip in embarrassment. He thought she was pretty!! Sure Stark has called her pretty once or twice but he could call a mop pretty if he thought her have a chance with it. Steve on the other hand... From him it felt like it had meaning, it was pleasurable and honest. That rarity of truthfulness showing trough behind that charming smile dashing blue eyes and crisp cut hair. Aw she could melt in his arms for hours and snuggle up to him; he was a great guy, a rarity in this day and age and she was so very very lucky!

She nearly pulled the beaters out of the bowl in shock to throw her hands up in the air when he said he had never seen Star Wars. "You haven't?!" Her blue eyes stared up at the tall muscular man in astonishment. "Oh they're pretty good. I'd be up for watching one or a couple of them if you want to bring them over! There's nothin wrong with drawer and a movie. I think I even have whipped cream!" And a couch they could sit on and be close to each other. And not that awkward space they had yesterday. Today seem to be going perfectly well. "If you don't mind someone talking during the movie I can fill you in on parts you might be lost about or answer questions for you. But I'd be up for some movies if you are." Sure... She had to be in the office tomorrow but what's one sleep day going to hurt?

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve was very glad to say the least that she was willing to watch a movie with him. A beautiful dame(his 1940's terms kicking in), a supposedly good movie, and Apple pie! "I know , you'd be surprised on how many people have yelled at me for not seeing it." He said smiling. Making sure everything was cleaned from Making the pie, he went over to his apartment to collect the movies, he brought them all, because he was still very confused on one thing. He knocked and walked in, holding up the movies. "So I still don't understand why you have to start off with the fourth one.... Is it better quality or what?" He asked her, giving another innocent smile. He was glad he had the few days off, he knew Nick wanted him to try and cope in this new world sometimes, so it'll have to be extremely important to pull him back in.

[EasilyAmused]

“Well…” Sharon began playfully. “I did almost throw pie crust on the ceiling in surprise but I refrained myself. Took a lot of strength too. Just throwing that out there.” She said with a cheesy shifty-eye look as he helped her get everything ready. While he was off getting the movie, or movies, from his place, she finished the mixture for the apple pie and placed it inside of the crust filled pie pan and began to place the strips of the dough gently across the top of pie… that was until he came back in and asked a question that she couldn’t help but laugh.

As she was attempting to delicately place the strip of crust on top of another her head dropped and her hand movements froze as to not mess up. At first, there was silence; you could hear a feather hit the floor in her apartment before a small giggle began. It grew gradually more and more as it settled in that he was referring to the graphics. Soon the poor blonde was nearly in tears as she was using the counter for balance. “I’m…. I’m…. S…. Ssss…. Sssssooorrrrryyyyyyy.” She said through her laughter as she attempted to control her breathing. She hadn’t laughed this hard in so many years, her whole house seemed to brighten because of her laughter, she was happy and her house seemed happier because of it.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” She said again, “I’ve never had someone say it was because of better… better….” She pressed her lips together tightly swallowing another laugh. “quality. No. It’s more… more like.” She took in another deep breath calming herself down. “Episode one, two and three are past experiences that lead to four, five and six. So you watch four, five and six; then you learn about the backstory in one, two and three.” She finished placing the last layer on top of the pie before pulling open her oven and sliding the pie in.

“I’m sorry I laughed Steve.” She said in an apologetic tone as she stood upright and shut the oven door. She turned to him, giving him a truly apologetic look and smile. “I really am. I shouldn’t have and I apologize.” Her hope was that he wasn’t mad at her for doing so, nor would he be too embarrassed to stick around and watch the movies with her; much less eat the apple pie since he was the reason she was making it. She bit the corner of her bottom lip hoping and praying that he’d say that he would stay. And hopefully understand that she didn’t mean it in an insulting manner. Though… well it could have came across like that, easily… damnit.

[Jones Sparrow]

His heart sank immediately as the silence began, and he felt like he could go in a hole and die when she started laughing at his question... He didn't take it personally though. He was used to having people laugh at him. She said sorry, which wasn't really making him feel better... But she explained, and it started to make a bit of sense. He nodded, still awkwardly holding the movies.

He looked away a bit as she finished the pie, really feeling like an idiot... He looked at her when she apologized again, and he probably was drooling on how she looked at him. She meant it, he knew he did. Steve gave a smile and nodded. "Don't worry about it. It was bound to happen, right?" He said. It happened a lot in this day and age for Cap. He was still learning. "So, start with four, and have you catch me up on what's going on.... Then Apple pie. Sounds like a good night." Steve gave another more welcoming smile.

[EasilyAmused]

You could tell that Sharon felt bad, he obviously was embarrassed that he didn’t know… though she wasn’t sure how he wouldn’t be aware of it considering he looked like he was her age but maybe this is what Fury meant about making sure he could fit in well. She mentally shrugged it off as he gave him another apologetic look and let go of her lower lip. “Well if it makes any difference, if I was in your shoes I’d think the same thing. I’m sorry though.” Now she was embarrassed that she would do that to him, but let’s face it; can you blame her? No, no you can’t because you’d laugh to if you knew how the graphics were and how they are now. “Sounds like a great night to me.” She said with a smile of her own to him.

Walking to him, she pulled the DVD of Episode four from his hand and walked to her TV. Bending over at the waist she slid the DVD into her player and turned on her TV and surround sound before standing upright. Looking over her shoulder at him she gave him a gentle smile. “Take a seat wherever you’d like. But don’t hog the couch or I will sit on you.” There was a playfulness to that statement but an undertone of an inviting action as well. Her body moved around to the kitchen as she opened her fridge. “Do you want anything to drink before we start the movie? Soda? Milk? Water? Beer? I even have some wine from when I was in France last month.” SHIT Should she have said that? Too late, maybe he wouldn’t ask why she was in France. Maybe…

[Jones Sparrow]

Steve really felt like an idiot now. It was clearly common knowledge that you start off with the fourth movie.... Boy did he feel like he like a man out of time again... Steve watched her walk up to him, taking the movie, the scent of her perfume still with her... and god when she bent down to put in the DVD, he stared for a few seconds before turning away. That wasn't a way to treat a lady, Rogers. Show respect. she turned to talk to him, her "threat" playful, and he was half tempted to just do what he was told not to. He stepped in to the living room section, he took off his leather jacket, and set himself on the couch, not really thinking that this couch was perfect for two people to get really close against until he sat down... It was too late now, he didn't want to get up and find another one, for two reasons really. He didn't want to embarrass himself even more, and he wasn't really against her sitting next to him... it'd be easier for her to explain stuff at least.

When asked if he wanted anything, he didn't really notice the France part. He was more focused on Sharon herself, and the day that seemed to be going perfectly. His super soldier serum made him able to never get drunk, and he didn't want the taste of alcohol in his mouth right before eating a delicious apple pie. "No, thank you." He called out politely.

[EasilyAmused]

When she bent over, she did feel herself getting stared at but she didn’t care, in fact she was kinda happy he was checking her out. That means that he found her attractive and coming from someone as good looking at him, you can’t blame her for feeling flattered. At the fridge, she stretched her arms up into the air, her shirt and jacket rising up to show her toned strong stomach; she worked hard for her body and was rather proud of it though she never really dressed to show it off, though she forgot that her reflection could be seen in the tv until her arms fell to her side and screen jumped to the title page of the DVD.

She was a small bit disappointed that he didn’t stretch out on the couch and tempt her to sit on him, but he did choose the love seat over the basic couch. Walking back around the love seat she plucked up the remote and fell back onto the couch, not minding that they were nearly shoulder to shoulder thanks to his large build but she didn’t care. “If you get to scared I’ll hold you.” She said with a playful twinkle in her eye as she hit play on the DVD player and… well play on the rest of the date, let’s see how this goes.